She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. It was as if her finite human brain could only store a limit of information, details like hair color and fingernail shape easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin or the emotion of a shoulder blade. ‘She’s gone. “For Heaven’s sake, Dunster, don’t let her out of the carriage, or hansom, or whatever she came in. She would be enduing this chap with attributes he did not possess, clothing him in fictional ruffles. "What should I do here alone if I were an enemy? But, come, don't let us waste time in bandying words, when we might employ it so much more profitably. “Nothing was ever done,” Miss Brett asserted, “without a certain element of Faith. “The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. A few words passed between him and the thief-taker as the latter came up; after which, all the party—with the exception of Quilt, who was left on shore —embarked within the wherry, which was pushed from the strand and rowed swiftly along the stream—for the tide was in its favour—by a couple of watermen. In a little while—to-morrow—all these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster.
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